Broken Soldiers from Reanimation by COSMANN

And now you see what you've got
Reckon it was a long shot
And the ghosts that you shunned are looming in your lights

And all you got’s what you sold
But well… you’ve grown cold
And the girls that you dumped are weeping tears of gold

So Hail the broken soldiers
Worn pieces on your board
And see the fallen angels
Lying on the floor

And the train’s coming
Shaking your nerves, and the ground
And your jagged glass will make a perfect crown

Still you sell and each sale brings a soul and each soul means the world and the world is for sale but it's nothing,
nothing, no, nothing

And your car is new
And your papers too
But now you're part of the ones on which the borders close

In the heat of the night, by the roll of the dice, with your
nightmare's wound, your heart so strong betray you
Icy waters are rising

So Hail the broken soldiers
Worn pieces on your board
And see the fallen angels
Lying on the floor

Still you sell and each sale brings a soul and each soul means the world and the world is for sale but
It’s nothing, it’s nothing ... nothing

• Rock
• alternative rock
• david bowie
• indie pop
• pop rock
• Paris